Lyrics

Well, it's not hard to see anyone who looks at me Knows I am just a rolling stone Never landed any place to call my own To call my own Well it seems like so long ago But it really ain't you know, I started off a crazy kid Miracle I made it though the things I did The things I did Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow Till then I'll travel alone And I'll make my bed with the stars above my head And dream of a place called home I had a chance to settle down, get a job and live in town Work in some old factory I never liked the foreman standing over me Over me No I rather walk a windy road, rather know the things I know See the world with my own eye No regrets, no looking back, no good byes No good byes Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow Till then I'll travel alone And I'll make my bed with the stars above my head And I'd dream of a place called home Na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na Na na na na na ah na Ah na na na na na And some day I'll go where there ain't no rain nor snow Till then I'll travel alone And I make my bed with the stars above my head And dream of a place called home Some day I'll go where there ain't no rain nor snow Dream of a place called home
Writer(s): Michael James Henderson, Kim Richey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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